It was 1971. I was visiting my in-laws. Pregnant with Jeannette. I never had the wonderful feeling of having my husband dote on me or give me compliments. I was told I was fat and ugly and I actually believed it. Now, as I look at this picture I realize I was beautiful and gorgeous. My mother-in -law and I had the same bad luck. A loveless marriage. How sad is that.
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